Chapter 262 Extra 4: Ma Bao's Movie Viewing Experience
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Accompanied by a sharp electronic sound, the two people in the space looked up toward the source of the sound. They had been in this pure white realm for a while, and Kangxi and the deposed Crown Prince Yinreng had gone from being confused and helpless at the beginning to being able to sit together and wait with a little peace.
The image of Xuan Ye projected into the system now resembles his prime, not the aged appearance he showed in his last two years. The same goes for Yinreng; he is currently in his early twenties, full of vitality, and at the most spirited time of his life.
Father and son, once inseparable and living together, have become awkward and distant people even when sitting together due to a series of unforeseen events.
Above the pure white space, a large screen flashing blue light suddenly appeared, with words constantly flashing on it.
"Welcome to... the Pocket Treasure Experience Space!"
One can sense a strong reluctance in the electronic voice, as if this new name is something they find extremely difficult to say. However, due to the strange aesthetics of some people, they have no choice but to call themselves that.
Both father and son frowned and looked up, squinting at the flashing screen.
Who are you? Why are you acting so suspiciously?
Their identical expressions even made the system sigh, "Like father, like son." This applies not only to Da Ju and Ju Bao, but also to Ma Zi and Ma Bao.
Just like in the world of cultivation and martial arts, one can tell which sect or school one belongs to just by a few moves.
"The screens you see where you two are right now are all me. You can call me System." Sensing the tense atmosphere in the hall, the System stepped forward to explain, "There's no need to be too nervous. The screens will play some interesting scenes that actually happened. Since you two have already reached the end of your lifespans, just consider it watching a show. It won't have any impact."
Having been in a high position for so long, even a plain white plastic chair could be made to look like a dragon throne. Kangxi's brows had been furrowed ever since he arrived, as he kept an eye on the strange noises while glancing at his son beside him.
Looking at Bao Cheng's young and familiar profile, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, as if it were a lifetime ago.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, the system didn't delay any longer. The glowing screen flickered twice and then slowly drew back the curtain.
"I am very pleased. Today, I bestow the name Hongzhao upon the Fifth Prince of the Yong Prince's Mansion, and the name Hongjin upon the First Princess of the Prince's Mansion."
—It was Li Dequan's voice.
The father and son looked up and saw that the screen displayed a scene from Prince Yong's residence, which looked like a baby's first birthday celebration. However, since Yinreng had already been imprisoned when Hongzhao was born, he naturally had no memory of it.
Looking at the scene frozen on the screen where everyone was expressing their gratitude, Kangxi spoke first—"These are... the twins from Yinzhen's residence, a boy and a girl, whose names I gave them."
Now that someone had broken the awkward atmosphere between the two, which seemed like a sullen silence, Yinreng relaxed a little. However, he couldn't help but feel a little downcast and resentful as he spoke, "When I was in confinement, how would I have known about twins?"
Emperor Kangxi remained silent for a moment without speaking.
After all, death is like a lamp going out and the past like smoke. Looking back now, wasn't it Yinreng's pride that he himself created? Facing this child whom he both loved and hated so much, seeing him again in this strange scene and in this state, even the first Baturu of the Qing Dynasty was helpless.
In the scene, the fourth prince is holding the chubby, full-moon-aged Hongzhao and teasing him. Yinreng is staring straight ahead, lost in thought, unaware that his father, the emperor, is gazing absently at his back.
It's perfectly normal to feel maternal love for a child you've raised yourself. Even though fifty years had passed in Kangxi's memory, he could still recall the moment when Hesheli left, leaving only Baocheng, who looked like a little kitten, in his arms.
When Bao Cheng was young, he was not as fair-skinned, chubby, and healthy as Hong Zhao in the light screen. He raised him by his side every day, worrying that this child would not survive like his brother.
The tiny child grew up right before his eyes, honing his riding and archery skills under his personal guidance. He became increasingly robust, and also increasingly infuriating.
The light screen did not pause as the two pondered; the scenes within it constantly changed, showing Hongzhao's daily life, from an infant to someone who gradually learned to roll over, crawl, walk, and talk.
Although Yinreng did not know why he had to see this, the long period of house arrest had smoothed out many of his rough edges, and now that a new and interesting thing was in front of him, he did not seem to find it boring.
The light screen couldn't possibly display all of these decades of life, so the parts that were skipped were explained with flashing text.
"When Emperor Kangxi died, Emperor Yongzheng ascended the throne."
Eight large, bright characters flashed across the screen, but Kangxi looked closely and realized that he had already met his end at the very beginning of the story.
It turns out that Yinzhen's reign title was Yongzheng.
"Little Dezi, do you think Father Emperor doesn't like me anymore?"
A tender voice belonging solely to Hongzhao rang out, the voice of a child not yet four years old filled with a tearful grievance.
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